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They call me The Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her were the colour of the that grew the river, all and wild
When he came on my and the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the roses grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the day he me to the river
He gave me the and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent and planted a rose between her teeth
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
the first day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her were the colour of the that grew the river, all and wild
When he came on my and the room
My subsided in his sure embrace
He be my first man, and with a hand, he wiped up the tears that went down my face
They me The Wild Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the roses grow so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled with a single rose
Said: 'Will you me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the roses will you follow?'
They call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not know for my name was Day
On the day he me to the river
He gave me the and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent and planted a rose between her teeth
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